fredthebear: <that God, on bad day,>
God our Holy Father is perfect. He doesn't have bad days. It seems his love, mercy and patience with the human race would astound us. Jesus the Son has atoned for our sins if we will only accept Him. Unfortunately, the devil Lucifer is always at work, stirrin' up trouble! Otherwise, all matters on earth would be perfect as well. Did you know that the ascended Saints get to eat food in heaven, but there are no hunger pains there? Sorry, can't provide the specific Bible verse to back that up.
Perhaps the bloke D.R. (he did smile :) has not played enough tournament chess to know that girls have chess skills too. It's all in the preparation, the insight. (Irina was master at age 12. How many school boys achieve that status?) Chess is good for the mind; it is inclusive of all persuasions world-wide. One need not play at master level to enjoy it's benefits.
Unlike alligators, coyotes and tweedy birds, Fredthebear suspects that martians from outer space enjoy playing chess too, since they're smart enough to build and fly space ships to earth and beyond. (The little red underline suggests that martians should be capitalized, but Fredthebear refuses to go that far. My lack of respect sounds a lot like D.R. We are limited by our own self-imposed parameters of the mind. Our reasoning may stand in the way of our progress.)
The computer says that Siamese cats should be capitalized too. Hmmm. Fredthebear is gonna go find a Scooby snack and quit this before he digs a hole all the way to China.
A parting question.... So how many think Hikaru was trying to think of a good way to ask Irina out on a date? Do you suppose she might have flirted with him just before the match? Yep, Fredthebear believes in cupids, too.